Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 222 222, 800 arrived in Beijing, Emperor Chongzhen counted the money happily
On this day, Emperor Chongzhen got up early.

As soon as he got up, he said to Wang Chengen who had already appeared by his side: "Has the stuff arrived yet?"

Wang Chengen hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, it was shipped last night and is currently being put into storage. It's just that the amount of silver taels is huge, so the storage is not over yet."

After hearing this, Chongzhen couldn't sit still. He said very decisively: "Make arrangements for me immediately. I'm going to take a look now."

Wang Chengen was stunned for a moment, and said, "Your Majesty, you haven't had breakfast yet."

Chongzhen slapped his thigh and said, "Just eat on the way!"

Daming treasury.

This is one of the most core locations in the entire Ming Dynasty, and it is responsible for the transportation and allocation of money and food in the Ming Dynasty.

For a long time in the past, this place was actually quite deserted.

No money and no food, how could it not be deserted?
Since last night, it has become lively again.

A large number of soldiers completely surrounded this area. Even if the officials of the Ministry of Revenue want to enter or exit, they must obtain a pass order signed by Fan Jingwen, Shangshu of the Ministry of Revenue.

As for Fan Jingwen himself, he didn't leave at all, and stayed here all the time.

Although he was getting older, Fan Jingwen looked extremely energetic. His originally hunched waist was now straight, and he would give orders from time to time.

"The warehousing over there is too slow, hurry up!" "Pay attention to carrying the box, here is your future salary and military salary." It will kill him!"

Under Fan Jingwen's order, the carriages drove into the warehouse one after another, and then they were transported down. The silver was counted and sealed, and after registration, it was declared that the warehouse was officially completed.

This is a very heavy job, and the difficulty of the job is added to the difficulty of watching out for someone to risk some small tricks in it.

But even so, Fan Jingwen was still very energetic, supervised back and forth, and even caught several people who wanted to make small moves on the spot.

In fact, not only Fan Jingwen, but also other household officials present were very excited and whispered to the side.

"How many years has our household department seen such a large amount of cash?"

"Think about it, old man, at least it must have been... more than half a year."

"Huh? No way."

"What's wrong? Have you forgotten that at the beginning of this year, when His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was guarding the city of Beijing, his house was ransacked?"

"Oh, yes, yes, speaking of it, this time is also due to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"His Royal Highness is simply the God of Wealth of the Ming Dynasty."

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty? I have met Your Majesty!"

Several officials from the household department who were chatting discovered that Chongzhen, who did not know when to arrive, saluted in a hurry, feeling panic in their hearts.

Those words just said will not be heard by His Majesty, right?

If His Majesty is angry, it will be really troublesome.

Chongzhen laughed, and said to several officials of the household department in front of him, "Are you in a better mood now that you have money?"

Several household officials nodded very stiffly.

Chongzhen patted one of the officials who spoke the loudest just now: "Actually, I am the same."

Under the stunned eyes of these officials, Chongzhen walked towards Fan Jingwen and said with a smile, "Fan Qing's family, I heard that you haven't rested all night, you should take a good rest."

Fan Jingwen also noticed Chongzhen's arrival, and hurried up to salute: "Your Majesty, you are here, and the remaining 300 million will be put into the warehouse."

As for the rest, it was directly filtered by Fan Jingwen.

In front of so much money, rest?impossible.

Chongzhen couldn't laugh or cry, and said to Fan Jingwen: "Fan Qing's family, this money won't just fly away."

Fan Jingwen said firmly: "Your Majesty, that's hard to say."

Chongzhen: "..."

Just when Chongzhen wanted to complain, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Chongzhen was a little puzzled: "Wang Chengen, what happened?"

Wang Chengen quickly went back and said, "Your Majesty, it was the other ministers and the servants who came, but they were blocked by the guards outside."

Chongzhen snorted: "This is a matter of the Ministry of Household Affairs, what are they doing here? Forget it, let them in."

Soon, a total of 15 people including five ministers and ten servants from the other six books appeared in front of Chongzhen.

Before coming over, Chongzhen had already heard the sound of quarreling.

"Soldiers, state affairs are a matter of life and death! This time, don't fight with the old man."

"It's just nonsense! Over the past year, Daming's money has basically been invested in your army, and now you want to grab it?"

"That is, the city walls of the Ming Dynasty have collapsed in many places, and various roads and water conservancy projects are in urgent need of renovation. Don't you need money for these?"

"The Spring Festival is about to begin. Don't you need a little budget to pay homage to the ancestors of the Ming Dynasty?"

Chongzhen's cheeks visibly twitched, and a bad premonition arose in his heart, and he even had the urge to leave on the spot.

But obviously, it was too late.

Fifteen ministers noticed Chongzhen, and in the next moment Chongzhen was surrounded.

"Your Majesty, our Ministry of War needs military pay, and we need to buy new equipment and new artillery."

"Your Majesty, the walls of the capital have been blown to pieces by Li Zicheng, and the roads outside the city are rotten. They need to be repaired quickly."

"His Majesty……"

Everyone's words boil down to one word - money!

Chongzhen felt as if there were countless flies and mosquitoes buzzing around his ears, and finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted: "Shut up!"

Everyone shut their mouths in unison.

Chongzhen took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Everyone report the budget, and I will see if I can solve it for you."

The British prince made a decisive decision and was the first to speak: "The Ministry of War needs 400 million taels of silver."

"The Ministry of Civil Affairs needs 300 million!"

"The Ministry of Industry needs 250 million!"

"The Ministry of Rites needs 100 million!"

"The Ministry of Punishment needs 85."

"The Ministry of Households needs 350 million."

After all, Chongzhen was also an educated person, so he could get the total number with a little calculation.

480 million.

However, Chongzhen currently only has 800 million...

The Shangshu and the servants can naturally calculate this kind of primary school arithmetic, so the next moment, the voice of quarreling sounded again.

"Your Majesty, the officials are the foundation to maintain the Ming Dynasty's rule, so you must first give us the officials!"

"Your Majesty, the army is the foundation, give us the Ministry of War first!"

"His Majesty……"

Chongzhen stared at the sky speechlessly.

When there is no money, I feel a lot of pressure.

Why did my troubles not decrease even after I became rich?
Perhaps, this is life.

After thinking about it, Chongzhen suddenly laughed again.

This life is still full of hope!

(End of this chapter)